#Day26 // Lost Poems in Search of Solace // //Caption // Lost Poems in Search of Poems // I think about Shirley Toulson's poem, "The Photograph", and feel the pain of the daughter in my mother's eyes. My mother, a daughter before a mother, cried painfully, Whenever my maternal grandmother is mentioned. My grandmother, she lives under the shadow of her daughters-in-law, For she's losing a part of her memory, every day.
